Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

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The [Succubus Squad] players who received the transfer order were a little surprised and felt relieved that they had finally arrived. Since they successfully sent away the two assassin bosses, their daily life has become eating and drinking in the Knights of Light. The news, by the way, seduced a few cowardly children of the aristocratic family, fascinated them, and played with them.

This gameplay is like Neptune dancing in the fish pond, always walking on the edge of the fried pond. The excitement of breaking the rules and exposing one's identity at any time simply makes these players want to stop.

However, after so many days, all the tasks that can be played and the tasks that can be done here have been cleaned up by the players. It is indeed time for them to wave their sleeves and turn around and leave without taking away a single cloud.

Players are such strange creatures. The game versions are always the best, and the game tasks are always the next best. The never-ending curiosity will push the players forward, and the only thing that can hinder their steps is Lazy.

However, everyone compared the transfer orders and found that each of them had a different destination in the transfer order, and the entire team was completely broken up.

"I see, the teamwork part is over, is it going to be a big personal adventure next?" Feng Qi, who is good at thinking about the intentions of the production team - but may not always be able to come up with the right answer - nodded thoughtfully, "Indeed, in such an all-inclusive game world, it would be too monotonous to play only one route. The production team will probably use tasks to push players to try gameplay outside their comfort zone."

He looked into the distance with a deep look reserved for wise men often seen in CG: "Ah, what kind of adventure is waiting for us ahead? Colleagues, it is a pleasure to work with you. May we have the opportunity to... See you? Where are everyone? Let me finish my story!

It's a pity that the other players didn't support them at all. They had already eagerly followed the instructions in the transfer order and gathered in front of the room with the mirror where they first arrived. General Oshoum Osbe, who was wearing heavy armor, was walking heavily. , came surrounded by a group of armored canned guards.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you guys to go back so smoothly." General Oshoum Osbe blew out a breath of hot breath from his nose with disdain, "It's considered good luck for you. Since you came here, those two The followers of the evil god disappeared inexplicably, probably because they were afraid of us, the Church of Light, and fled with their tail between their legs!”

"Hehe, maybe you are afraid of the name of our Heretic Tribunal!" Seeing that the mission was about to be completed, the good players even had the courage to show off.

It seemed that he was finally able to send away these annoying plague gods. General Osby was rarely angry: "Since the superiors have decided to let you continue to serve the church, I won't say anything more... The only thing is that you are here. Everything you see, hear, and know will rot in your stomach and follow you to the grave!

If you dare to reveal a word to the outside world, I will let you taste the most horrific death in the world. "

All the players admired the venue and showed exaggerated expressions of fear: "Wow, we are so scared!"

General Osby: "..." It seems that he was sarcastic. I'm not sure. Let's take another look.

Seeing that the situation was not good, his men hurriedly said: "The teleportation mirror is ready. Next, we will report the connected locations. Please see the destinations on your transfer orders clearly and don't go wrong. .

By the way, some of the inquisitors are transferred to relatively remote places, and there is no teleportation realm there. We can only connect to the nearest city, and we can only trouble you to figure out the rest of the way. "

"Fortunately, there is a map on the order." The players murmured happily to themselves.

"Galore City!"

The three players walked into the mirror, the mirror flashed, and the transmission was completed.

"Porto Pietro!" [. 3. ],

This time there were two more.

"Rexel!"

One person.

…

As the locations were announced one by one, there were fewer and fewer Inquisitors present, until the last person disappeared in the mirror.

"Are we really going to let them go like this?" asked the cronies next to the general.

General Osby took out a box of snuff, pinched a handful and put it in the mouth of his right hand. He brought it to his nose and took a deep breath. His facial features were suddenly distorted by the stimulation: "If it had been in the past, it must not have been so easy. Let them go. But now, I am afraid that everyone in the Kingdom of Light has had that strange dream. What is the use of keeping the secret here?

Everyone already knows what kind of tragedy happened in this land, and attacking one of their own people at this time will only confirm these rumors.

So, if people who don't believe this originally learn that these heretical judges have been silenced, they will have to believe it even if they don't believe it. Oh, don't say those silly things that no one would know. Those demons can even uncover secrets from thousands of years ago. How could they let go of such a good opportunity? "

He took another puff of snuff: "Perhaps, at this moment, the demons are waiting for us to take action against these judges! As long as we make any move, the demons will make all this happen again to the entire Theocracy. A dream to enjoy together!

Oh, I will not do such a scandal that damages my reputation!

It was probably because of this that the superiors hurriedly transferred these judges away. Hey, the gods are scheming with each other and trying to show off their tricks. This is the war between gods! You are too young to see through this. "

The confidants thought about it carefully and kept nodding.

"It's good to leave, leave cleanly." The old general put away the snuff bottle and stood up: "Why are you all standing there! Go back to your posts! As long as there is no order from above, you have to stand guard here honestly!"

Most of the soldiers who were watching immediately dispersed, and only the old general sighed secretly: "A storm is coming. Can the shaky giant ship of the Church of Light really survive this huge storm?"

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"The first step to the third step was very successful." Mo Yu looked at the report given by Leah with satisfaction , "The adventurers who were undercover before have also retreated successfully, and they can shine in their new positions and make a wave of cooperation.

Next, we can let the players take the stage, create public opinion, release evidence, and harvest another wave of faith...

Thanks to the eye drops that Iyalian gave to Jiadelaiye... Ahem, no, it was a timely reminder that the heterochromatic pupil is being wanted by Jiadelaiye and cannot appear in his true form openly. Now is the best time for us to attack!"

He pointed at the chess piece on the chessboard in front of him: "The God of Pastries, it's decided to be you!"